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Month: October 2016

I Must Live, Therefore I Must Change My Daily Actions

I’ve been drinking too much and I’m still smoking cigarettes.  I did throw out my bowl however, today.  I put it right in the trash.  It’s garbage anyways and it’s probably the reason I’m a schizophrenic.  Which makes me think I’m dying all the time.  Which is no good.

Probably more than anything else… what makes me think that I’m dying is the drinking and smoking.  I feel terrible.  I’m recovering now from a drunk that lasted probably since my birthday… which was on the 14th.  I drank everyday and it made me sick.  I’m tired of doing this to myself.  The beautiful thing is I can change.  I must change so that I can live a better life.  The voice tells me now not to drink.

I wouldn’t even be writing on this blog because it’s a bad day and I don’t like to write about the bad things about my life and put it on the internet but I can’t find my journal.  So I’m just putting it out there.

One positive thing I can get out of this day is to change my life. Become a nonsmoker sober runner worker, lottery winner, good family man.  I’m afraid my son is going to take after me and bad things will happen to him living a destructive lifestyle.  So I want to change so I can be a good example for him.  I want to be the example that I never call out of work, I don’t drink,  I don’t do drugs, I don’t smoke.  And I give my family as much money as I can.  I’m going to have to find a way to pay for their colleges and for Cali’s wedding… if she does get married.

The point is if you drink and smoke you can possibly end up like me.  Miserable and calling out of work.  Letting yourself down, and all the people who depend on you.  And you will be a terrible example to your children who need you to teach them how to live.  I’m 32 and I’ve been getting high, drunk, and all around fucked up for years and I hope that I can stop now and embrace water, good food, and exercise.  And give up smoking.

I hope that today I take on this new life and commit to changing.  I hope that the blog posts to follow will be ones that have committed to my change and progress and that I can share with you stories of health, love, success, growth, and wealth.  God willing I will make all of these changes and live a long and happy life full of enjoyment.  Even enjoyment as a non smoker sober runner.  And be a strong role model for my children.

God help me.

It’s Saturday, And I’m Off Work So I’m Working On My Life

I just read day 2 of changing your destiny at the end of the Tony Robbins book “Awaken the Giant Within”.

Day 2 is about your physical destiny.

I definately am going to start jogging everyday.  I am going to make exercise part of my identity as Robbins’ suggests.  I am going to become a runner.  I already have the shoes.

I was also thinking about joining a gym.

I will join a gym when I win the lottery.  For now I’ll just run laps around my neighborhood.  It’s raining right now so I’m not going to go out running.  Fair weather runner.  I would like to go today though.  I just read the chapter on physical destiny and I want to start now.  Start running.  Who knows I may even stop smoking.

I’m listening to a Tony Robbins audio right now.  I just turned it on… it’s called Lessons in mastery.  It’s 7 hours long.

It’s not what happens, it’s what they make with what happens that shapes us.  Do it with passion, these are my notes on this Tony Robbins audio.

So let me make this post about what I hear from Tony Robbins.  That’s working on myself.  And I’m sharing it with you outstanding people here.

If you want to stop smoking change your identity.  What I love used to be smoking, what I hate now is smoking.  What I used to hate is running, what I now love is running.

These have to be my new loves and hates.

I now hate smoking.  But am I going to finish the pack I have now… or am I going to throw them out.  I already want to go running.  Quitting smoking would just be the bonus.

But I hate smoking because it makes you feel sick.  Because it makes you cough.  Because it creates strange sensations in your body.  The voices tell me those strange sensations are cancer, but they come and go so who knows what they are.  Sometimes I associate the feelings in my body with that of winning the lottery.  I say to myself that what I feel is the jackpot inside of me.  Really it’s probably just smoking making me feel sick.  When I quit I’ll be a better example and my identity of a untrustworthy person will change to that of a trustworthy person.  I’m sure there will be some pain, not just in my body, but out there in the world when I make these changes.  But that pain will only be temporary and the change will be worth the pain.

I love running because it increases my endurance, it gives me more energy to live my life to the fullest.  I love running because I’m in good company.

Tell your children that they are gifted.  We are all gifted and we deserve to know that and let it be part of our identity.

But Tony Robbins wanted me to stop the tape and write the answer to the question who am I?

I’ve done this before and I’ve gotten some great answers.  The not so great answers I would like to change.  I’m a smoker, I do pot, I’m a drinker…. those I want to change.

I think I’m going to join a gym.  I think I’ll ask my wife if she wants a membership too, then go tomorrow to get it.  It’s only 10 dollars a month for the basic membership to Gold’s gym, which is at Marley Station Mall.

This change in not smoking will mark the beginning of a new chapter in my life.  God willing I’ll write many more chapters in this life.  Tony Robbins would probably advise I stop smoking right this moment, and take up exercise as my new identity.  I don’t feel like running when I’ve been smoking a lot so quitting will take care of that problem.  I want to make this change long term and be healthy and fit.  I want to write about the state of my health and for the positive health of all those in the world.

And I want to sell Honeybaked ham.  I want to follow up with the places I drop the samples off too.  I’ve already started… now I’m just following up with places.  I’m going to try some new places next week and follow up with all of them, and then follow up with the places I went to before that.  Keep the sales funnel full.

And work with passion.  Sell Honeybaked Ham with passion.  It’s incredible meat.  The best you’ll have.  The best your employee’s will have.  The best ham in the world.  And I’m selling it.  I have the best job in the world!

But back to the question, who am I?  I would like to take another chance to answer that.

I’m a nonsmoker, I’m a husband, I’m a father, I’m an entertainer, I’m a salesperson, I’m a lover, I’m a multi-millionaire, I’m a lottery winner, I’m a writer, I’m an entrepreneur, I’m a prepper, I’m a worker, I’m an outstanding worker, I’m an outstanding salesperson… it bears repeating, I’m a decent human being, I’m someone who makes positive change in my own life and in the lives of others, I’m one with God, I’m powerful, I’m healthy, I’m fit, I’m debt free, I’m wealthy, I’m happy, I’m a business man, I’m an artist, I’m wise, I’m trustworthy, I’m honest, I’m stable, I’m balanced.  I’m an empowerer, I’m a teacher, I’m a coach, I’m smart, I’m fun, I’m all of the things I want to be and none of the things I don’t want to be.

Time to resume the Tony Robbins tape.

I think that in order to be what I want to be I have to have more discipline.  Not smoking is the key to a better future.  Really I’m tired of saying it and I want to start living it.  non smoker, sober, runner, healthy eater.

I’m writing this and it’s taken me all day to do.  I’ve been smoking the whole way through it too.  I don’t want any more cigarettes though.  I think I’m done smoking for the night.  I should really throw the pack out now.  And stop smoking.  I know I will and this is it for me.  I will start speaking and acting with integrity.

I think I need to get on with it and act.  Start running, quit smoking, drink the absolute minimum of alcohol.  I drank through the workweek cause I had the cash, but now I don’t have the cash, so I’m not drinking.

All this is shit and I have to work harder to make my life the way I want it to be.

Jesse Creel Becomes A Lottery Jackpot Winner, Sells Honeybaked Ham Effectively and Makes A Better Life For Himself And His Family

That is the goal.  That is the desire.  That is the aim.

I haven’t yet won the jackpot, and I haven’t made any sales, yet, with Honeybaked but I’m in the process of doing both.

I won 3 dollars on the scratch off I bought yesterday.  I’m planning on buying more until I hit the jackpot and win the 10,000 dollars.  Then I plan on winning big with either the Mega Millions or the Powerball at the size of 397 million.

I bought 4 six packs over the last 3 days, and I have 4 beers left plus the half of one I’m drinking now.  When I drink the beer I sing, and I pray and I think and I visualize.  I visualize receiving the check for 397 million dollars.  I told God I was going to keep praying until my dreams manifest into reality.  I shouldn’t even be telling you this because it’s a secret, but I like to write and I like to be honest.

And you wouldn’t get the full picture of my life without telling you I plan on winning the jackpot.  In fact I have already won it, inside.  It’s only a matter of time before it manifests on the outside and when it does I’ll be writing to you from my 3 million dollar house, or from the beach of some paradise on my mac.

And I’ll be drinking.  And enjoying my time.  Because this is all we have, this one life.  Who knows what’s next, whether it be heaven or hell.  I’m probably going to hell, as Jesus said it’s harder for a rich man to get into heaven then it is for a camel to get through the eye of a needle.  So that’s that.  This one life and then it’s done.  I want to live fully and give of myself the best I can.  That’s what it’s all about for me really, is giving.

And it’s time to give to my family.  I already give them some money but I want and need to give more.  I must give more.  And my idea of giving more is to retire my wife, move us into a bigger house, and take a nice vacation.  Along with that I also am going to buy my wife a new wedding ring.  There will be some other things too, like Jet skis, and a music room or shed, but that will come in due time.  For now I focus on the task at hand which is to win 397 million dollars.  The jackpots are right around 100 million right now, so who knows whats going to happen.  This may be the time for me to win.  God willing it is.

And it makes me wonder if it’s a mistake writing all of this and putting it on the internet.  I’m telling the world my methods and I can’t wait to share that I’ve won the jackpot.  I’ve already won I tell myself.  It’s already golden.  I am a lottery jackpot winner.  My claim to fame, though I’m going to be anonymous.  I don’t want to deal with the media.

But I am extremely hopeful and expectant.  I’m honest and my honesty will reflect a jackpot win, that’s what I’m hoping for, and I think God will deliver.  I know he will deliver.  It’s what I need in my life and God provides.  That’s a fact.  It will be beautiful when I give my brother the check I have for him that’s a million dollars strong.  I will savor every moment of that time.  I really want to give to him because he still loves me even though I’ve fucked up so much, and cheated my friends out of my presence.  I guess the schizophrenia is partly to blame, but really it was just me, thinking the wrong things, and taking the wrong actions.  I’m tired of it, and I have changed.  And I want to change more.  I want to live and work and write, and play just the way I want to.  And I know that I can.  I know that I will.  I know that I’m going to win the jackpot.  Let it be so.

So thank you God, thank you Jesus for letting me win the jackpot and take home a giant check for 397 million dollars.  I know this to be true, I know that I will win.  It’s only a matter of time.  The windfall will happen.  We will move into a bigger house, I will write from that house and from the beach and let you know that I’ve succeeded and help you to succeed yourself.  Write to inspire you and to love you.  That’s the ticket.  The sizzle.  The sex.  The best.

But as for right now I’m breaking all the rules.  I’m drinking and I’m smoking, and I’m telling people all about my plans.  Your not supposed to use drugs or drink when your trying to manifest, and your supposed to keep your plans and your methods a secret.  I break both of those rules, and yet still I expect to win.  I am imagining now a time when I’m writing on this blog and I’ve won the lottery.  I’m going to write for the people that want to win too.  To inspire them and to raise their hope.  That they can do it too.  And I bet that some of them will.  The ones who really want it.  Like a drowning man wants air.  And they’ll have it too.  I know they can win, if I can do it, anyone can do it.

But my wife came down on me for smoking pot and I respect her so I’m not buying it anymore.  Not that I can afford it anyways.  Not on what I’m making now and not before I win the jackpot.  So I’m smoking resin right now out of my bowl, and there’s only so much of that in there, so I’m pretty much quitting the mary jane.

Still smoking cigarettes and drinking though.  I don’t think I’ll ever quit that.  My grandfather loves drinking a few beers and he loves God too.  He’s almost 80.  If he makes it that far we’re going to throw him a big party.  To 80 years.  Hopefully I hit the jackpot before that party so I can really make a contribution to it.  And my grandfather also wants to go to Mardi Gras one time with the whole family.  That would be outrageous fun.  All the drinking and all the tits.  Nudity welcome.  My daughter would fit right in, she’s always taking her clothes off.  She’s only 4 so she’s allowed at this point, but who knows what the future will hold for her.  All I know is that I’m going to hit the jackpot for 397 million and the numbers that are going to be the winners are going to be my families birthday numbers.  Go ahead and play them, I’ll split the jackpot with you.  It doesn’t matter to me how much I win, just that I win the jackpot.

But I’d rather have the whole thing.  There’s always another jackpot for you.  I really think I can do this, I really think that I can win the jackpot.  And I think I can do it exactly the way I am right now.  Smoking res, drinking Samuel Adams, and smoking American Spirits.

But the 397, with my numbers written out on it is right there where I can see it every time I go to get my car keys.  It’s a constant reminder that I’m in it to win it and I just won’t accept it any other way.  I must have the jackpot.  I must have the jackpot win.  I must have it created the way I see fit.  397, my families numbers.  That’s the way I see it going down.

And time will tell if I’m right.  I’m now glad I’m writing all this down so I have a way to capture it in time.  My blog is dated, and it’s mine, I own it…. and I can refer back to it whenever I want to.

But all of this really is probably just material for a comedian to make fun of.  I haven’t won, I’m putting it out there that I have, and I’m writing as if I have over 100 million dollars in my bank account.

I hear voices, they talk to me everyday.  They tell me things like commanding me to die.  I refuse.  Sometimes part of me wants to die, but I refuse that part of me as well.  The voices tell me I’m going to live forever, and I know that I’m not.  I have this stay here, and after this that’s all.  So why not design the life that I want to live.  One where I’m wealthy and have provided for my wife and two children.  One where I make art as my full time job, and get damn good at it.  Music and everything.  Just without the pot.

I used to call pot, cigarettes, and alcohol the holy trinity.  To get you through life.  Because it just damn sucks.  Got a average sized dick.  What are you going to do with that?  Be average…. who wants that?  I want to be outstanding.  I want to triumph.  I want to be amazing.  I want to live fully and give fully.  I want to embrace love and live with it.  I feel moved by it.

But I was writing a book.  I decided it was too personal to publish and that I wasn’t going to pursue publishing.  Really I’m in a different place now then I was when I first starting writing it.  I was struggling just trying to work part time.  The schizophrenia had me wrapped around it’s finger.  It would tell me to call out of work, and I would!  Against my better judgement.

But I’ve hated alot of the jobs I’ve had ever since I’ve really failed in sales.  I spent 5 years in sales and network marketing.  I didn’t do well at all. I never recruited one person to join my network marketing company.  Then when I wanted to start it back up a few months ago, my counselor talked me out of it.  He told me that I would feel guilty if I was very successful like I wanted to be.  That I would be putting people into debt and hard times and that would be the case the majority of the time.  Rarely would I recruit someone into the business and they would be successful at it.  Like the position I’m in.

I was convinced and determined to sell it though.  And I had some killer videos.  Just me talking, me selling.  The best shit there ever was and ever will be.  That was me.  Just didn’t have the people to see it for a long enough period of time.  It’s costs money to be in those things and you have to pay it every month.  I was paying 125 dollars a  month and I just couldn’t afford it anymore.  I even had dreams of the boss coming and pulling the cord on my television set.

So really I’ve just had to come to terms with the fact that I have to work a low paying hourly job to make anything of myself.  There’s still room to grow where I work, I just got a raise, but I don’t make much working at a franchise restaurant.  Especially when I only work part time.  But all things considered I’m doing phenomenal.  I’m holding a job, I’m going into work everyday, and I’m giving my family money.  I have problems like the 14,000 dollars I owe on my credit card… but that could be solved in a night.  I just have to pay it down the best that I can now, and win the jackpot.  Survive and win.

I love you.  I just want you to know that.  I know that if you’ve read this, this far then your a champion.  Your a finisher.  You start what you finish.  You are awesome.  I love you.  I love God too, and my family, and alcohol, and cigarettes, and money, and the lottery, and I am a love bug.  I love everything.  Everything has it’s place.  Some things are sad and tragic, but that’s fucked up and it’s all the same anyways.  Life goes on.  You could even love those sad and tragic things because you know they have a part in things too.  Like death.  It’s a part of life.

They say the only thing that’s sure is death and taxes.  I’d like to add one to that list.  That’s winning the jackpot for 397 million playing my families numbers.  I would love that, that would be the ultimate.  I know it can happen.  I’m making it happen right now.  If anyone ever reads this they’ll think I’m a complete nut.  That is until I win, then they’ll think I’m a miracle maker.

That’s all for now.  I love you… here’s one to growth.

The Art of Letting Go Of Desire

I want to win the Mega Millions or the Powerball.  I think that I’m going to.  But the Tao instructs us to let go of the desire and then one can see clearly.  But I still want it.  I want the millions of dollars it will bring.  And I think that you can have it too.  Do you play the lottery?  Do you want to win?

All the books I’ve read on the subject come down to one thing Jesus said.  Believe you have already received what you ask for in prayer, and ye shall have it.  So our job is to believe we have already received the jackpot win we desire.  It is our birthright and some of us will get it.  Some of us will receive the jackpot.  Make up your mind to be one of them and see what God gives you.

I would walk around my neighborhood, about 2 and a half miles, and repeat to myself over and over again “I believe I have already received the jackpot”.  Interesting things happened to me.  The voices I hear started to respond to my affirmation.  They told me I was a winner.  They told me this was for real.  They told me that it was my time.

Well, I haven’t won yet, but as they say, God’s delays are not God’s denials.  I am a winner and my job now is to go out there and win.

I think the Tao would instruct me to play without playing, win without trying, and to desire without desire.

The question before us is how do we win the lottery jackpot?

The answer is to believe we have already received the jackpot.  And how do we do that?  Pray.


I am now visualizing a check for 394 million dollars being given to me by a nice person at the Maryland Lottery office in Baltimore. I’m visualizing accepting the check as anonymous.  I’m bringing it home with me and setting it upstairs in the dinning room against the wall where I can see it when I’m sitting on the couch.  I’m going to be able to live the rest of my life off that money and I’m blessed.  I thank God and the Universe for bringing it to me.  Thank you.  Thank you.  Thank you.

I am visualizing that my numbers, 3,19,8,20,7 and 10 are the winners for the jackpot worth 394 million.  That’s my plan.  To play on that jackpot, those numbers and see if I win.  That may be unlikely but I trust God to deliver to me the means to move my family into the bigger house that they deserve.  And to get my wife a new wedding ring, and to take a nice vacation with both sides of my family, and to pay off my credit card, and to pay off the mortgage on the house I live in now.  And to buy a new car.  And to give to the church and to charity.  I have many plans for the money but they are simple ones.  Eat, drink and be merry.  Work on creating art.  Establish relationships with people that are mutually beneficial. Have more sex with my wife.  (I have to get fixed so we don’t have any more kids… two is enough)

But it will be beautiful if I ever get into the position where I can write on this blog from the beaches of the world.  Having nice frozen rum drinks and sit on the beach and type about my day.  Create art.  And I’ll probably get some recordings back on this site because really I won’t give a shit about my image in front of business owners because it won’t matter if I make any sales or not. The sales I do make I’m sure would stick.  They would know and like me.  And want to do business with me because I make great art.  I’m going to keep on doing stuff until my time on this earth is up.  And I plan on being here a while so I’m going to have plenty of time on my hands to work.

And work I will.  On this blog, on my music, on my job, on my sales, on my life through reading and exercise, and with my family.  I will work on winning the jackpot for my daughter so we can move into that house we need.  I will do whatever it takes for my family to live their dream life.  Retired and enjoying life.

So what’s my dream life?  To win the lottery, buy a house, take a vacation, play blues guitar in a dedicated garage or shed, write on my blog, raise my family, and enjoy life.  Makes sales and work my job… and grow in all things that I do.  I have to quit smoking so I have more money until I hit the lottery… but I will be able to buy as much alcohol and as many cigarettes as I want after I hit the lottery.  I’d say the secret to long life is to love yourself.

But I haven’t lived long yet so I guess I don’t have room to talk, yet.

But I started this post with the Art of letting go and I still haven’t let go of the desire to possess the winning ticket, the giant check and a massive bank account.  I still desire those things, and I want them like a drowning man wants air.  I guess the art of letting go just isn’t for me.  Or maybe it is.  I suppose only time will tell.  Time will tell if I win the jackpot or not.  So far it doesn’t look good but God may surprise me and deliver the win any day now.  I trust in God and I know my every need and desire will be fulfilled.  Except for the desire to have sex with women other than my wife.  I just have to deal with that one.  For my wife, and because she deserves someone that will be faithful to her.

So I want to win the jackpot and I want to make as many sales as humanly possible in both Honeybaked and Flashbanc.  But that is not the point of our business relationship.  The point of our business relationship is to add value to your life by saving you money on your credit card processing.  Or by providing you with the best ham and turkey in the world.

So now my kids are sleeping.  It’s 8pm on this Monday and I have two hours before bed.  I already have done my reading for the day so I’m good there.  Really the only thing left for me to do is write.  So write I will, and leave words behind me.  A legacy.  I love my family.  Those are my words.

I’m looking forward to my next payday which will come in less than two weeks.  Before you know it, it will be Thanksgiving and I’ll have all the hours I can handle.  Then Christmas.  My check for Thanksgiving will probably go to Christmas gifts.  It should be a good Christmas.  I got a raise!  That should go into effect on this next check.  If it doesn’t I’ll be disappointed.  But I’m sure it will.  And everything will be fine as long as I stop smoking.  Which is going to be hard.  I have to stop after this pack of cigarettes, unless I start having a good two weeks with the cash I get from Honeybaked for driving deliveries.

Because I can still smoke if I have the money for it.  I just have to learn not to smoke when I don’t have the money to.  No more cigarettes on a credit card.  That is my vow.  No more wine on a credit card.  That is my vow.  I’ll have all the time I need to create my art..  To write on this blog.  To make music.  To sell.  I won’t be drinking or smoking and I’ll need something to do.  And no more weed on a credit card.

I’ll be clean and sober and nothing to get in trouble for.  No trouble with the law and no trouble with the wife.  Doing what I’m supposed to be doing, which is working.  Working at my job, working when I get home on the housework, working on my blog and my sales career.  Working on winning the lottery.  Working on raising my family and being a good role model.  And I can do all of these things and do them well.  I just know that I can do them well.  I’m looking forward to getting up for work tomorrow.  I probably won’t feel like doing it in the moment but I want to do it now and get to work and make some money.  Work for my family.

I paid my wife 100 dollars out of my savings account because I thought she deserved some money.  I haven’t been giving to her as much as I should.  She pays all the bills, the mortgage, the electricity, the insurance, the phones, etc…  She buys the food and the clothes for the kids.  We get alot of help from our parents with the kids but my wife does most of the supporting in our household.  She really does a great job.  The lights are always on and we always have something to eat.  I love her and she has really earned my respect.  She is the boss and what she tells me to do I do.  She doesn’t ask that much either.  She can be course at times, but mostly it’s because I’m not doing what I’m supposed to be doing, like housework.  When the house is a mess she usually is irritated.  But I love her, even when she is mad at me.

And I want to retire her.  I want to be the one that allows her to stay home with the kids and raise our family.  I’ll be there too to help her, but I want her home… or able to be at home so she can be there for our kids.  That’s where winning the lottery comes into play.  I’m not sure how I could retire her even if I did become successful selling.  I would have to sell alot of ham and turkey to retire her…  I just don’t see it happening that way.  And I don’t see it happening with my music or I wouldn’t have taken all my recordings down.  And I don’t see it happening with my writing because the book I’m working on now is too personal to be published.  So it’s not music, it’s not sales, it’s not writing…. it’s the lottery!  That’s our ticket to success.  Otherwise I’m a starving salesperson and a low wage part time worker.  And I don’t want to be that anymore.  I’ll still work part time, that I can do.  But I’ll be rich.  I’ll be wealthy while doing it.  It will make it that much easier.  And I’ll still be bringing in some money.  And think what kind of car I will be driving to do the deliveries in.

I’ll probably choose something economical and not flashy for the deliveries. I might even just keep the Nissian I’m driving now and just get it tuned up.  And cleaned out.  Right now there’s a bunch of trash on the floor.  I really need to clean that thing.

But anyways, I go in tomorrow at 10am.  I work until 4.  I have my psychiatrist right after work.  It’s usually a short meeting.  She just gives me my refills and sends me on my way.  I have to schedule a meeting with my therapist when I go tomorrow.  I forgot to show up for my last appointment.  I got too busy with my family and forgot.  We went to the mall instead.  It was probably the best excuse for missing therapy that I can think of.  Spending time at the play place at the mall with the kids.  It was very busy there when we went last Saturday.  A good time.

But to wrap it up, I think I may let go of the dream of winning the lottery but I don’t think I will ever give up.  I think there is a difference there.  Letting go may bring me closer into alignment with bringing it into my reality.  But the envelope is still there, on the cupboard in my pineapple with my spare change.  The numbers 397 are still written on it.  I still have the plan to win the jackpot.  I’m still expecting to win the jackpot.  I still believe I have already received the jackpot.  I still believe I am a winner.  I still believe that God will deliver my every desire, including phenomenal sex with my wife, something that I haven’t been getting much of as of late.  All that can change with just the printout of a ticket.  A printout of the winner, and let it be the winner even before the balls drop.  And it is.  It is a winner even before the ball drops.  I know this because I am me and this is what I have created.  Mindblowing and this will get me all the attention I need to sell anything I want.  Or just give it away just to start a conversation.  And a conversation that will add value to people’s lives.  I say stick in there, keep going, and make yourself better along the way.  God will take care of you.  That’s a fact.


Jesse Creel Takes On Honeybaked Along With Flashbanc, The Opportunities Rise

When I asked my daughter today what I should write about on my blog she told me to write “Jesse is… the best”.  And that’s what I am.  The best.

The best father, the best husband, the best family member, the best friend.

I want to be the best for you, with either Honeybaked or Flashbanc.

It may be taking on too much with Flashbanc on top of Honeybaked.   See, I got a promotion and an upgrade in status as a seasonal gifting associate.  My job is to sell local businesses gift cards that they will then give to their employees.  Something nice for Christmas time.  I am getting paid to read, take notes, research, get out in the field (I get paid mileage), and to follow up.  I haven’t been out in the field yet, but am supposed to be going next week.  So I’ll let you know how that’s going.

But it’s taken me a long time to get back to this website.  You see I’ve been spending time with my family.  It was the weekend for me and my wife so we all went to the mall on Saturday, and to the Farm on Sunday.  There was alot of playing around.  And it was cheap, it was only 2 dollars for a pony ride.  We went today with my mom to the farm.  She paid for my kids to get in.  I want to thank her and tell her I love her.  I will tomorrow when she comes to pick my son up.  She’s watching my daughter for us tonight because my daughter just had to stay with my mom.

But it was a fun weekend, and it was fine to put the work away for a time, only to come back to, for the family.

I’ve been dropping off my business cards.  Instead of fighting with my wife the other day when she was yelling at me… I went out and got a haircut and got my oil changed in my car.  I gave the guy who cut my hair my business card.  Who knows maybe he’s reading this right now.  But I told him I could save him money on his credit card machine and he didn’t pay me much mind.  I know the deal is there I just have to take what’s given to me until it comes.  I’m excited and ready for the next deal.  I’m ready to provide value to the customer through the products I provide.  Both Honeybaked and Flashbanc.  I’m really going to focus on Honeybaked though with the Holiday coming up their really going to need me with my A game in there and making sales.  Yes! I got promoted and I am now a salesman along with my other duties at Honeybaked.

And I’m going to give up cigarettes.  I have some now, not too many but what’s left of a pack and that will probably last me through tomorrow.  But I really can’t afford to buy anymore.. Maybe a couple packs but not enough to fuel a pack a day addiction.  I just don’t have the moo-lah and I don’t want to make my health any worse than it already is.  I mean I’m a healthy 31 year old male, but I feel sick alot of the time from the drinking and smoking.  I just get along with it.  It’s normal for me to feel like shit.  I almost like it.  But I’ve got to change and feeling better will be just one of the many positive consequences of not smoking.

And I want this to be a real ride for you.  For you to genuinely get something out of this.  Whether that’s just to be entertained or whether you want to get real value out of these posts I want it to be for you.  And really I’m just writing for the hell of it.  I think there will be some people that read it, but not many and maybe not even any business owners who make decisions about who gets hams and turkeys and who does their credit card processing.

And I’m really excited to be selling Honeybaked Ham.  Their going to give me platters of ham and turkey to take to prospects to help them make the decision to buy gift cards for their employees.  Basically that’s the deal.  I give you free turkey and ham and you give me your business.  Maybe that’s not always the way it would work, but I’m excited that it will work and I’ll be helping customers fill their pockets with gift cards for ham and turkey.

But shit, it’s only 8:45.  I could write for another hour and 15 minutes and still get to bed at a decent hour.  I’ve got a full week ahead of me with Honeybaked and Flashbanc and getting my rest is important to me.  And I need more sleep than the average outstanding person because I’m a schizophrenic.  But it doesn’t really bother me anymore and I’m making better decisions with the help of my wife.  Not smoking and drinking is a good thing for me.  Even though I’m having a glass of white wine right now and planning my next cigarette break.  I love drinking and smoking, but I can’t afford it and it’s bad for my health so I’ve really got to just give up on the things that I can’t sustain in my life.  For my health, for my credit card, for my family, for the change that I want to see in the world.  Though I know other people will keep on smoking, that doesn’t give me the right to ruin my life and have to resort to begging my family to help me out of hole that I can’t get myself out of.  All I know is that I’ll save alot of money not smoking and drinking, and maybe I can still even do a little of drinking and smoking when the 2 weeks are almost over and I still have some money left over.  That would be nice.

Or I could just save the money.

For my wife’s new wedding ring.  Something I’m saving up for.

But I want to either save you money or provide you with the solution to you gifting needs for your employees and make Honeybaked your place for them to shop.  I can see you now, wondering what your going to get for your employees this Christmas and here I walk in with free ham and turkey and there it goes, deal maker down the hatch.  Let’s make a deal.  Let’s do it.  It’s good, let’s get it on.  I want to, and I think you do too.  Let’s make a deal.  Ohhh, this is going to be soo good.

And I hear voices, and after smoking a hit of weed, having a cigarette and coming back in with half a glass of wine the voices tell me I’m fired.  And if Honeybaked ever found out about this blog they would probably have me as their credit card processor.  But I’ve got to give it all up and get sober and make the dream come true for my family.

To live in a bigger house, preferably one with a pool.  I smell pussy.  I have olfactory hallucinations.  Sometimes I smell flowers, sometimes I smell garbage.  When I’ve been thinking about going on my sales calls I’ve been smelling garbage.  I probably need to clean up my act.  And really I’m only days away from it.  I’ll let you know how it goes.  Check back with me and see where I’m at in the future.  I thank you and I love you.

And the dream, ohh the dream.  To live in a house big enough for my family and guests.  With a pool.  I smell bandages.  The dream is also to have a relationship with you.  I liked it better when i was smelling pussy.  I smell perfume.  This is all the schizophrenia and alot of people think it’s interesting.

But I think I can be in sales because I think I’m the best at what I do.

And really what I think I’m the best at doing is convincing you that you can win the lottery too.  People do it everyday.  You can do it too.  And win big, that’s what I say.  Win the Mega Millions or the Powerball.  Win 100’s of millions of dollars.  Do what then?  I would probably build my own Jam factory where I could pump out blues songs like nobodies business.  With a drum set.

Who am I kidding, I’m not even really playing now.  But I could be. If my son weren’t sleeping.

But this is what I am supposed to be doing now.  Getting my name out there.  ex-pot smoker, ex- cigarette smoker, ex-drinker.  Pro family, pro work, pro lottery, pro sales, pro money, pro God, pro gratitude.

That and handing out my business cards to people. says it on there as plain as day.  That’s all they have to do is type that into the web browser and they will come here.  To my home.

And come  out the other side a Flashbanc or Honeybaked customer.

The voices tell me that my writing will warp people.  That’s not my intention.  My intention is to provide value to people through my writing that they can use in their everyday life to make it better.  One of my favorites is a story from a Tony Robbins book where the guy was at the seminar and when interviewed he said that it was so easy for him to feel good.  He said that it was so easy because every day that he wasn’t underground was a good day for him.  That became a favorite of the Tony Robbins crew and one of my favorites as well.

But this has been a short journey but one I hope you enjoyed.  For now I retire for cereal and a cigarette.  Finishing off my wine now.  I drink to your health and the health of the world, and to claiming our birthright of wealth now and forever and prospering our families.  Love, Jesse Creel.

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